Four Split Personalities

Chapter 2272: Chapter 1068: Mor vs. Snow Bathing Sword (IV)_3

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In a stunned silence, Motan sheathed the [Sharp Sword - Wind Slash] and [Justice Mandala], nodded towards the Mastodon Clan half-beast referee with wide eyes and a mouth that seemed able to swallow a bowl: "I surrender."

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One minute later

Including Kevin and Marla, everyone gathered around Motan, who just stepped off the field, looking at him with worried expressions.

"Mo Wang, are you alright?"

Ya Ya helped remove Motan’s shoulder armor and applied Caselown White Medicine passed over by Liya Delin.

"I really can’t understand... although I never understood..."

Ji Xiaoge carefully helped Motan take off his chest armor, which was obstructing the medicine application, alongside Jadka, and shook her head with a slight smile; "Should that girl really be in the same division as Mor and Liya?"

Jadka placed Motan’s [Silver Eagle Heavy Armor]—now below 30% durability—on the nearby chair, and looked at Motan, who was bare-chested and without significant injuries: "It’s good you’re not hurt, it’s already a lucky break."

"She’s a monster... a freaking top-twenty-ranked monster..."

Kevin, often keeping track of the rankings, swallowed with a pale face, his body trembling like a sieve: "It’s the first time I’ve seen someone like that in action. If I were up against her, I’d surrender straight away. Survival is important, survival is key."

"Her final blow wasn’t aimed at Silent Brother but at the ground beside him."

Kevin turned to look at the wrecked Stage ② and steadied himself: "Looks like that girl called Snow Bathing Sword has a decent personality."

Motan calmed the already agitated Ya Ya with a gentle nod: "Yes, indeed. While using that move, she only ran her fingers over my neck without hurting me."

"The insult was intense, stronger than your leap with the sheep."

Kevin sighed deeply.

"It’s just a skill gap, there’s no insult in that."

Motan smiled at Kevin, whom he was getting familiar with over the past few days, then turned somewhat apologetically to Kevin and Marla: "Sorry, eliminated in the first round."

Marla shook her head, forcefully (though not hard) patting Motan’s back: "You’ve done exceptionally well; against that girl, even if I were advanced stage, I’d have no chance of winning. Little Darian would struggle too; if certain people didn’t dabble in mage stuff, maybe there’d be a slim chance."

Jadka glared at him: "Don’t drag me into everything!"

"Haha, I’m complimenting you."

Marla shook his head, then spoke with a grave expression: "It seems there’s no suspense in the individual match’s outcome, Gavin Ruder."

"Yes."

Gavin Ruder stood up straight, chest out and head held high.

"If that girl joins the team match, your Diesel Iron Riders..."

"It would be difficult..."

"How difficult?"

"If they decide to use ace tactics, there’s almost no hope."

Gavin Ruder spoke frankly and simultaneously sighed with Marla.

But just as they were about to say something, Motan, who sat quietly letting Ya Ya tend to his wounds, suddenly looked up...

"Though very challenging, perhaps it’s not entirely hopeless."

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Chapter 1068: Final